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Re-reading letters from the early 90s reminded me that Young Katy wasn’t always a total idiot. Also… what does one do with old love letters? Hmm...
Re-reading handwritten letters from friends makes me really nostalgic for the fine (and fun) art of letter writing. I think I might try to resurrect this art form for myself.
A quote that a friend posted to social media last week really made me do some thinking about how people can be manipulated into beliefs that go against all common sense.
I realize that it has been a while since I shared any recipes! I know that all two of you reading my blog have sorely missed this! I apologize for my oversight and will engage in self-flagellation posthaste.
Extraordinary situations call for me to take extraordinary positions. And we are truly in some extraordinary shit right now, y’all. In this post I talk about bringing a fork to a junkfight.
Some really pretty nature photography, plus a complaint about hiking with a teenager.
I got myself a tattoo! Now I will forever have my own artwork on my body, and my nerdy love for “The Waste Land” becomes public and permanent!
My dad decided more than a year ago to start a vegan diet to help with symptoms of his Parkinson’s and Alzheimer's, but recently he has become what I call “flexitarian.”
While I was in Washington State visiting my mom and dad, I spent a lot of time hunting. For fruit, that is! Cherries and berries and bees, oh my.